A poet writing against his genius will be like a prophet without his afflatus.
Spence.
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He endeavored to trap and nourish the impression in order to predict, and perhaps even control, what incident would occur next, but the afflatus melted away unproductively, as he had known beforehand it would. Déjà vu.
Joseph Heller. Catch-22, p.204 (1961)
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[Here he kicked me down stairs and out of the door]—"so get out of my house, and God bless you!"
As I felt within me the divine afflatus, I considered this accident rather fortunate than otherwise.
Edgar Allan Poe. The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 4: Lionizing (1835)